The Secret Way of Immortality

When night fell, Ren Qing tried to communicate with the ghost shadow within Liu Chuan's body, but the connection between them was almost non-existent.

This showed the limitations of "Night Wander".

The ghost shadow was unable to remotely control living beings without a body or soul.

Seeing this, Ren Qing decided not to stay in the Jailer camp any longer.

The next day, he prepared to leave the camp, but as soon as he stepped out of the paper's boundary, Li Tiangang suddenly appeared not far away.

Although Li Tiangang did not stop him, he still said, "The situation is a bit complicated now. Try to stay away from the camp. If it's inconvenient, you can use my术法 as transport."

"Thank you, Senior Li Tiangang. I actually prepared a magical artifact."

"Then be careful and don't get close to the edge of the Abyssal Hell. There are constant sandstorms there."

"Understood."

Li Tiangang watched Ren Qing leave. As soon as the latter was out of sight, the hill beneath his feet began to vibrate.

His expression was slightly stunned as he looked into the distance in the direction Ren Qing had left.

A ship, whose appearance was unclear, sailed northwest at an extraordinary speed, disappearing into the layers of sand in the blink of an eye.

Li Tiangang remembered the magical artifact Ren Qing had described earlier and couldn't help but be surprised.

He didn't know that Da Meng Forging was a shop opened by Ren Qing; he only thought that Da Meng Zhenren had personally refined the magical artifact for him.

So even a Yang God Realm cultivator thinks so highly of him?

The sand ship sailed against the wind and waves.

Standing on the deck, Ren Qing was lost in thought. While closing his eyes to rest, he collected some Ze Sand. After a long while, he went to the cabin to visualize the No-Eyed Method.

The husky was released again.

It seemed to have a bad premonition and chose to stay in the kitchen obediently.

The sand ship headed straight for the sandstorm. Because there were no delays, it reached the outermost position in a dozen days.

The sandstorm howled past, crackling against the sails.

Ren Qing was not in a hurry to speed up. He patiently adjusted his condition to the best and waited specifically for nightfall.

Although visibility was higher during the day, the sand ship was very easy to be spotted by the cultivators of Yellow Sand City. Night was relatively better.

At that time, with the illusion of the Immortal in the Mirror, plus the ghost shadow, he could ensure everything was foolproof.

Ren Qing then went to Abyssal Hell again.

Once he reached the Gobi Desert, it would be inconvenient for him to enter and exit the Jailer Hall. After all, when returning to the outside world, his body appeared out of thin air.

Ren Qing placed the Da Meng Forging orders on the shop counter. The jailers would naturally take them when they came. He ignored the rest.

He was about to leave Abyssal Hell when he accidentally heard a message from the Ghost Market: Li Yaoyang had failed to advance to the Yin Official Realm and was still in seclusion.

But advancement was out of the question. Seclusion was mainly to save his life.

The Yin Official Realm was not comparable to the Ghost Messenger Realm. It was the process of the aberrant object in the body reviving. Once it failed, the future was almost cut off.

However, there was no news of whether Bai Bai had advanced, indicating that there was still room.

Ren Qing calmed his mind and returned to the sand ship. The ghost shadow at the bottom of his feet spread to the ship's mast, and the sails suddenly unfurled, gradually increasing the sailing speed.

In the vast and boundless sea of sand, the tiny ship seemed to be an螳臂挡车 (idiom: like a mantis trying to stop a chariot).

However, after the sand ship approached the sandstorm, the hull remained level and stable until it began to shake within a kilometer.

Ren Qing was very satisfied with the improved magical artifact. If it had been before, the hull might have been out of control and he would have had to increase the weight.

He patted the rudder.

The wooden planks at the bottom of the ship were slightly raised, and the keel roared silently within.

It seemed unwilling to accept its previous embarrassment and mustered all its strength to rush towards the center of the sandstorm. The ghost wolf figurehead stared straight at the disaster in front of it.

The wind power absorbed by the sails was slowly released, and the entire sand ship lost control at this moment.

Just as the sand ship was about to hang in the air, intangible Ze Sand converged to form a giant sandman about thirty meters tall.

Ren Qing could feel the risk of losing control intensifying. A sandman of this size was indeed very exaggerated, far from what the ghost wolf could compare to.

But it could only last for a dozen minutes at most, otherwise his body would really be damaged.

Bang bang!

The sandman grabbed the sand ship with both hands, hugging it and rampaging through the sandstorm. No amount of wind could stop Ren Qing's footsteps.

Just as he was running hard, the power of the sandstorm reached its peak.

The thirty-meter body gradually shrank, but with the sandman's current size, it was enough for Ren Qing to go back and forth inside two or three times.

Ren Qing passed through a thick barrier, and the wind force suddenly decreased by more than half.

Because the sandstorm rotated in a tornado-like manner, there would be a buffer zone in the middle, called the eye of the storm.

Ren Qing looked around, but it was just an unremarkable sand dune, with nothing unusual.

But to facilitate crossing the sandstorm next time, he slammed his hands on the ground, forming a solid rock cave.

Even if he couldn't transform into a sandman, he could rest in the eye of the storm.

Ren Qing continued to step into the sandstorm. The wind force in the second half was slightly lighter, but his body could no longer withstand the aberrant object.

He re-imprisoned the aberrant object in the abdominal prison and then used the ghost shadow to fix himself on the deck of the sand ship.

The sails suddenly tightened, and all the wind power stored for a long time was released.

Boom boom boom…

The earth shook and the mountains trembled.

A gap appeared in the sandstorm in an instant. The sand ship was wrapped in ghost shadows and assisted by the Immortal in the Mirror, almost merging with the night.

Ren Qing glanced at the sandstorm behind him, then put the sand ship into the abdominal prison and landed silently behind the sand dune.

The distant Yellow Sand City was extremely lively. The streets were full of Gobi people who had gone out, just like the Three Xiang City during the Xiang Township festival.

He knew that the sand ship's movements were too loud and would definitely attract the attention of some cultivators, so it was better to be careful.

After waiting for a moment, a faint phantom drifted from the city.

The white-haired, white-bearded Ze human elder stood on the outskirts of the Gobi Desert, his aura like an ethereal immortal, surveying the surroundings with scrutinizing eyes.

Ren Qing held his breath and used the Yellow Spring Immortal Bone's ability to transform into a ghost shadow, hiding in the shadow behind the sand dune.

He sized up the Ze human elder out of the corner of his eye and couldn't help but gasp.

The Ze human elder's body was neither tall nor short, and he was still wearing a blue Taoist robe, but the lotus flowers on his forehead and ears had fully bloomed.

A narrow tongue protruded from the lotus flower, with five-colored human faces growing on it.

Ren Qing observed carefully and found that there were two more human faces in the palms of the Ze human elder's hands, making a total of five.

He thought to himself, "Could it be Three Flowers Gather on the Crown, Five Energies Merge in the Origin…"

The aura emitted by this Ze human made Ren Qing somewhat wary. He was definitely not in the Self-Eating Realm, and might have even reached the second realm of Immortality.

Ren Qing dared not underestimate the Water Marsh Method any longer and tried his best to restrain himself within the shadows.

The Ze human elder tapped lightly, and a horsetail whisk appeared in his hand. He swept it forcefully, and several sand dunes not far away turned into sand.

However, Ren Qing was still not exposed, after all, shadows were everywhere.

The Ze human elder turned around and stared at Yellow Sand City, making an extremely loud noise, "There will be extraterrestrial demons coming here. Tomorrow, send ten pairs of virgin boys and girls to the Yellow Crane Temple."

The Ze humans in the city were overjoyed and knelt on the ground, kowtowing.

To them, ten pairs of virgin boys and girls represented an opportunity for their relatives and descendants to become immortals. Who knew that the first step was the Self-Eating Realm.

The Ze human elder gradually dissipated, but the remaining faint mist was still spreading.

Presenting a starlight-like immortal charm.

In a sense, the Heavenly Dao Method and the Water Marsh Method were really somewhat similar, especially that ethereal, immortal-like aura.

Seeing this, Ren Qing was not in a hurry to show himself.

The water in Yellow Sand City was deeper than he had imagined, but the Ze human should not show his face easily, so as long as he entered the city, it would be relatively safe.

He could afford to wait, and by the way, he closed his eyes to sense the location of the remaining ghost shadows.

The vast majority of the ghost shadows were deep in Yellow Sand City, and they occasionally moved, which should be where Liu Chuan was.

There was also a wisp of ghost shadow on the periphery, which was the residence of Sha Shanzi. Ren Qing had deliberately hidden it in the Dao Ancestor statue at the time.

He waited quietly for dawn.

The sun drilled out from the horizon, stretching the shadows of the city walls extremely long.

Only then did Ren Qing take action, using the overlap of shadows to enter Yellow Sand City, and then quickly traveling under the feet of the residents.

He was going to find Sha Shanzi. Anyway, the latter had no cultivation, so it shouldn't be difficult to control him with術法. He would use this to get an identity first.

However, when Ren Qing noticed the Heavenly Ladder, he stopped in place.

He saw wisps of white smoke drifting from all over the city, gathering together in mid-air to form clouds similar to those during the alternation of day and night.

Several devout Gobi people carried corpses to the top of the Heavenly Ladder.

The corpse was clearly Liu Chuan, who had mastered the Ideation Method. Now only the skeleton and the organs wrapped in the ribs remained.

They stopped at one-third of the Heavenly Ladder, and then used stone knives to pierce the organs, and a rich aroma of wine wafted out.

The clouds changed accordingly.

Pure Void Temple loomed within.

The Gobi people lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at the Pure Void Temple, which was the immortal residence.

The mountain-like old Taoist trembled, pus flowed out of the sores, and maggots crawled out of them one after another.

The maggots actually turned into entities and fell, hitting all over Yellow Sand City.

The Gobi people couldn't help but cheer, like farmers in Crane Mountain Town facing a harvest, with a very inexplicable sense of absurdity.

After all this time, it turned out that the white meat on the stalls came from this.

The Ze humans became immortals, but mortals were not even considered food, but just a means of dealing with the maggots in the sores of the old Taoist.

Ren Qing sighed helplessly and drilled into Sha Shanzi's courtyard.

………

After Ren Qing left, Song Zongwu arrived at the camp in a few days.

The third batch of jailers moved into the camp. Only one person stood in the wind and sand, staring directly at the sun, with strange explosion noises constantly coming from his Taoist robe.

Song Zongwu said in a deep voice, "Li Yaoyang, you should stay in Abyssal Hell, otherwise you won't even be able to save your life."

Li Yaoyang took off the hood of his Taoist robe, revealing a face that made people shudder.

The蛊虫 had eaten his flesh clean, and the vaguely exposed bones were also riddled with holes, showing the severity of the damage to his body.

"I asked Da Meng Zhenren, there is still a glimmer of hope in the Water Marsh."

Li Yaoyang reached out and touched his chin, but his right arm fell off his shoulder.

He picked up his right arm indifferently and asked plainly, "Old Song, can you tell me in detail…"

"What is a Marsh Immortal?"

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